Chapter 750 (2/2)

With tears in her eyes, she said hoarsely, ”Wen Jingru, please be sober. If you really don't want me, take care of Xiaoxu and Xiaoyan for me. Remember, never tell them how I died.

And... I've loved a lot of people in my life, only without you. Wen Jingru, I'm the first lady of the dealer. How can you be a fool worthy of me. Ha ha ha -- ”

Zhuang Yin laughed wildly. When she saw Wen Jingru's incredible expression, she laughed even louder.

She turned and staggered back step by step.

But where Wen Jingru could not see it, his tears flowed into a river.

At that moment, it was probably the farewell of my life.

Wen Jingru, don't think about me. Don't look for me. A woman like me doesn't deserve your love.

No one knows what Zhuang Yin's heart is thinking, and no one knows that in the winter of this year, Zhuang Yin, who was waiting for a sentence in her cell, wrote a name on the cold wall every day: Wen Jingru.

She may be very wrong.

These decades of disputes have destroyed two families and completely ruined their lives.

Later, Zhuang Yin was sentenced to death and deprived of political rights for life in the first instance because of the extremely serious circumstances of her crime and the conclusive evidence.

On the day of execution, Zhuang Yin was lying in bed, looking at the ceiling above her head. With the drug slowly injected into her body, she was relieved when her breathing stopped.

In the second before closing her eyes, every bit of her life passed quickly in her mind.

She looked at the clips, which were full of Wen Jingru.

A teardrop fell down the corner of her eye. There was a wish of Zhuang Yin hidden in the crystal tears: Wen Jingru, if there is an afterlife, I would like to marry with you, and I will live up to your love in this life.